The CEO's Fake Girlfriend

en's

that suppos

illed into me for tonight; Part possessive alpha male, part lovesick fool who couldn'

at me like she wanted to stab me

Sterling?" I talked lowly, aware

starters." She spat the words, n

my face. Her fingers were stiff, but I pressed them against my cheek a

end in public?" I asked, loud enou

ngers twitched against my face. I leaned in

ong before I expose

w details my PR head had told me. I hadn't expecte

tegic plant sent to destroy me; I

h app, my stock dropping eight percent in three days, surprise inspections at my kitchen

pulling strings, and I intend to find out who and use it to

ompliance in her expression. Instead, I

mmering gold dress approached us, her voice bubbly across the

her dress. "Wow! You are absolutely stunni

she?" I slid my arm arou

meet? It must be a

m my table and poured my coffee all over him,

ords caught me off guard. She was going to be harder to control. Jes

e never runs smooth. You two are ador

e, I leaned close

behave for an ho

that didn't reach her

arnings-a gentle squeeze of her hand, an occasional press of my fingers against the

g their shouted questions as we entered into the waiting car. The moment

e snapped, shoving m

rather be anywhere else but with me. That's not an image I want to feed to the p

e media would find "cute". She didn't smile,

fired back, crossing her arms. "What, did you expec

struck me across the face.

lared with sharp defiance. "That Cat

at this was about. She believed the rumors

planted to destroy me, then it

sisters? B

Miss Sterling, and now you have it

you for kissing me without

ue for defamation,"

roat bobbing a little

s a Halo over your head r

forward en

are going to be

t in exchange?" Sh

ed slowly across my lower lip as I studied her. The question wasn't what I e

et a small smile play at the corners of my mout

would be stupid enough to send a

se to panic danced across her face. Interesting. Then

, Mr. Hayes?" she asked, leaning bac

and simple. The question is whether you're

nd lacking any warmth. "You've cracked t

hat would confirm my theory. Most people crumbl

een working overtime. Have you seen the hashtags? There are meme compi

ion I was chasing," she said, examining her

her face in crimson. It suited her, this woman who

ed, keeping my voice controlle

t." She tilted her head. "Isn't that what you wou

ea? That you just walked into Hayes Corp and de

made my jaw clench. "But here we are. You need my halo

more than anything else. I was supposed to

y loved that I was dating a "simple" girl, and even more, they praised her for dumping me

roll out the new product we've been working on. I have never done something like this in the n

your